《My Sweetie,You're so hot》Chapter 663
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It's night.
When Fu Shenyan came back, I fell asleep and didn't realize it. I didn't wake up until I heard the sound of water in the bathroom.
I frown, be encircled by him like this, not too free, not from opening a way, "you loosen me first."
He breath close to me, seems a bit oppressive, "don't go down, it's good here."
I am a Leng, dun dun, "then you go down to eat, I don't want to move."
His sexy Adam's apple slid slightly. "I'm hungry!"
I Leng for a while, not clear, so, "what's the matter?"
See him bend over to press me, didn't go of meaning, a pair of black eyes deep don't see bottom of looking at me, meaning not clear.
Put me back on the bed, I can't help but breathe a sigh of relief. It's true that eating this evening hurts my stomach.
I nodded and answered in the affirmative, "I'm not hungry!"
He frowned, but stopped, looked down at me and confirmed again, "really not hungry?"
"I'm not hungry, really!" Whenever I'm hungry, I'll eat by myself. I'm not a child, and I have to wait for him to come back for supervision. Seeing that he continues to walk downstairs, I can't help but say again, "it's so late, I can't digest after eating. It's time to have a stomachache tomorrow."
I don't know?????
He pursed his lips and said, "go downstairs to eat."
it's midnight. I'm afraid I'll fall down. I'll ring his neck and say nothing, "Fu Shenyan, where are you taking me? It's so late. Aren't you sleepy? "
He didn't seem to be able to listen to me at all. His hair was dried. He picked me up and walked downstairs.
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"Yes For girls, it's really possible.
He frowned, "can snacks satisfy you?"
"After snacks, I'm not hungry." It's true that I'm not hungry. It seems that I've gained weight again during my stay in Beijing.
Who would have observed so carefully?
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Before he finished, he took another sip on my neck, which hurt a little, "little liar, the things in the refrigerator haven't moved."
I nodded, "I've eaten!"
The man's voice is low and introverted, with a vague meaning, "did you have dinner in the evening?"
I pursed my lips and my face was burning.
He spoke in a low voice. "Where's the itch?"
"Itch, no!"
"All gone!" As he spoke, he dropped his chin on my clavicle, tired of the sound.
He put me in his arms and let me sit on his lap. Maybe he just took a bath and his chest was a little cold.
"Are there any journalists out there?" Although most of the reporters were distracted by mofflin, there were still reporters waiting downstairs.
I got up from the bed, took his towel and wiped his hair.
He came up to me, the water stains on his body have been wiped dry, but there is still water on his hair.
I shake my head, I always sleep shallow, do not wake up the meaning.
See me suddenly turn on the light, he slightly a Leng, eyes fall on me, Junlang mouth slightly up, smile, "wake you up?"
I moved over and turned on the bedside lamp. When I looked back at him, I saw that he was also looking at me. There were water stains on my strong chest muscles, and my short hair was still wet.
When I wake up, I always feel confused. After staring at the ceiling for a while, Fu's voice wrapped in a bath towel came out, probably for fear of waking me up, and the lights in the bedroom were not turned off.
the atmosphere was a little strange, and my eyes were opposite, so I couldn't help blinking.
I don't know. It's the fuse. When Fu Shenyan kisses me, I'm still a little confused.
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